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15\/17 august 2018<\/strong> \u2013 Our African journey of 2018 begins on foot: in Turin, from home, we reach the metro backpacks on our shoulders, then bus to Milan Malpensa airport where we expect the flight to Lusaka – Zambia – with stopover in Addis Ababa.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″] With so many steps we can get to the central bus station, buy our tickets for tomorrow and breathe the atmosphere. Lusaka is not simple or easy: well, it was to be expected but these metropolitan wanderings in cities like these on the other side of the world are a gym for life that we cannot afford. Each time they teach us many things: attention, humility, concentration, amazement, perseverance, control, abandonment …<\/span> 18\/21 august 2018 –\u00a0<\/strong>\u00a0August 18th is a day of travel and that’s it: from Lusaka to Livingstone – Zambian base for the Victoria Falls – they are about 9h of journey. From the Lusaka hostal, with a hiccup internet line, we booked at the Jollyboys which seems strategic<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]Too bad that when we arrive, and it’s already dark, we discover that the bell’hostal central has a “branch” out of town – the Jollyboys Camp<\/a> –\u00a0 In the morning, refreshed, we manage to organize our next movements: the hostal offers a free transfer to the entrance of the VIttoria Falls (the return is your business) so we take advantage of it. The whole day passes with miles on foot along the waterfalls: really incredible! We walk along the Zambian side and then, on foot, we decide to cross the border with Zimbabwe to see the other “side”. Incredible experience with the addition of a few dollars of daily visa and entry to the park. Unmissable!<\/span> Let’s go back to our bell’hostal and, given and verified the costs of the hypothetical canoe trip on the Zambesi river that we thought we were doing – exaggerated! – we decide to occupy the day tomorrow with a small walking Safari to meet the rhinos in the\u00a0Mosi-Oa-Tunya National Park<\/a>. The evening flows peacefully to breathe the air of Africa and massage tired feet.<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Rhinos-group-in-Zambia.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]Let the morning flow between a first wash of underpants stretched out in the sun and a long breakfast topped by projects for the days to come. In the afternoon they come to take us with the classic safari jeep and take us to the park: a few hours walking among the African savannah and we meet the families of rhinos, also witnessing a “fight” between a female with a small and the dominant male.<\/p>\n We come back and we put ourselves in starting mode: tomorrow we return to Lusaka, to continue … Of course this area is considerably touristy but the Victoria Falls and the rhinos were still a unique experience and moving on our own we managed to savor a small piece anyway true and also where the roads are mostly traced.<\/p>\n \nWe leave on August 21 with the bus from Livingstone to Lusaka to return to the same hostal: if you have little time in these fast passages better to have some small known certainty. These days of transit in the end are always however among the most true and intense of the journeys, beyond the beautiful places we meet. The daily journey, its nuances, its buses, its hours of hours between holes and hours of discomfort are what often remain in the end.<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”17px|0px|14px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Market-on-the-road-from-Lusaka-to-Livingstone.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 22\/23 agosto 2018<\/strong> – [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n We pack backpacks and between a taxi, a bus, a taxi, a few steps, we take the road that separates us from Lusaka to the last Zambian town in this geographical area before the border with Malawi: Chipata.<\/span><\/p>\n We found a hostal via web that seems to be basic but interesting. Too bad that when, after hours of bus, we get there by taxi we discover that it is closed and under renovation. By now it is getting dark and the town, not at all touristy, has very little else to offer: in an emergency we end up at a Marriot (unbelievable! In this lost place there is a Marriot … border traffic …). Our check-in is surreal: beggars at Disneyland, oh well … we have to find a roof, be safe and tomorrow we leave. We decide to invest a few dollars …<\/span><\/p>\n \nClosed in this absurd golden world we decide to take advantage of it so we take a 5stelle shower, place ourselves at the restaurant \/ bar with our maps and guides to plan the next day, make friends with a private Italian airplane pilot who opens up a “world” on this world “, we have dinner and enjoy the extra-size bed. So we have – paid game – paid!<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”16px|0px|15px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 24 – 26 agosto 2018<\/strong> \u2013 In the morning we release the tent and Blessing comes to take us with his wife: they have decided – with our money – to have a weekend on Lake Malawi optimizing: they take us where we need to go and take a trip.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Canoe-and-Boat-Lake-Malawi.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n t seems perfect to us. The journey gives us new and beautiful landscapes. We arrive at our hostal, Malambe Camp<\/a>, [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”17px|0px|15px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Hippos-in-Liwonde-National-Park.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 27 – 29 august 2018<\/strong> \u2013 Today we start from Cape Mc Clear: with a car we reach the “bus station” of Monkey Bay – minibuses that here are called Matola on which we jump from the roadside – and with a standard ultra-zipped journey with 40 other people as they go up and down – we arrive at the Liwonde bus station. A Jeep is waiting for us here …<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n The bus station is a delirium on the side of a road, we are assaulted by sellers of any object, tour, souvenir, food, drink, housing, medicine, safari, transport. We wait patiently for our jeep that will take us to Liwonde to sleep at Kutchire Lodge\u00a0<\/a>, found at the suggestion of our friends at Cape Mc Clear. Here you have to trust word of mouth.<\/p>\n Recovered from the jeep we are transferred to the Park and to the relative lodge, very nice to tell the truth, with different options: from the private room \/ hut (which we chose as a gift) to the common dormitory, to the tents. We immediately throw ourselves into a magnificent river safari on the Liwonde river that gives us a boat trip among hippos, elephants, birds and breathtaking sunsets. In the evening, dinner and fire in the bush.<\/span><\/p>\n Today, August 28th, we dedicate the day to a classic safari in Liwonde National Park<\/a>. Of course, after visiting the great Parks of Tanzania and Kenya, this might seem like a fallback but sometimes in the small we discover the great and this “little” tour and this “small” park – now in protected development, for us it was a little precious gem not to be missed<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”37.2188px|0px|11px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 29 – 30 august 2018<\/strong> –\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>In the morning we leave: with the jeep they take us back to the bus station and from here we are alone again, with some varied and possible indication of routes and changes of means. With an experience that is really impossible to describe on the road we start from Liwonde – with a stop in Limbe – to continue to Mulanje:\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Mountains-and-tea-Mulanje-Malawi.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n several minibuses, various struggles on prices, various struggles on maintaining a seat among people, children, goods, carpets, luggage, unforeseen circumstances, sweat and fatigue. We arrive at a certain point in the town of Limbe, the first stage of today’s long journey.<\/span><\/p>\n We descend from the infernal minibus and on the edge of a very busy road \/ exchange station we arrive at a second “vehicle” – really at the limit of rust – which we tried to avoid in order to pass to the next one. Nothing, they force us on. Here, however, destiny rewards us. On the minibus he sits next to us, equally accented and unmade, Montse: an incredible Spanish friend who travels alone and who, from now on, we hope to never lose again.<\/span><\/p>\n We arrive in the village of Mulanje, at the foot of incredible Malawian mountains and, together with Montse we walk – backpacks on our shoulders – several times the road between Mulanje and Chitakhale – two “twin” villages that confuse the waters, to understand and find where to sleep and how improvise a trek in the mountains for which none of us was prepared … thanks\u00a0Mulanje Infocentre!<\/strong><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n S [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”16px|0px|18px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/View-of-Mulaje-Village-from-Chombe-Peak-Mulanje-Mountains-Malawi.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 31 august – 3 september 2018<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n The trek in the mountains of Malawi deserves a dedicated story that we will write separately. Here The various stages at a glance. Day 1: hard stage from the tea plantations in the plains to the highlands of the summit with rock climbing sections with bare hands! First shelter for the night.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n Day 2: long stage at high altitude in an endless up and down until the second shelter. Day 3: equally eternal stop on the first day with stretches on the plains and an endless descent breaks feet! In the middle: magnificent scenery, wooden shelters where we cooked and warmed ourselves at the fire of stone chimneys, incredible starry skies at night, cold, laughter, sweat, adventure. An unforgettable experience. On 3 September we decide to dedicate it to rest, washing clothes and preparing for the new start.<\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”17px|0px|14px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 4 september 2018<\/strong>\u00a0– Very early in the morning, backpacks on our shoulders, we start from Mulanje with the first minibus to Mozambique. Halfway, our road divides from that of Montse: us towards Mozambique, she towards Zambia.<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Baobab-tree-at-Malambre-Camp-Cape-Mc-Clear-Lake-Malawi-.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n We leave each other with a hasty hug in an infernal minibus station and, with great effort and some hitch, we manage to get us to another minibus station from which “they should” start the transports towards the border with Mozambique<\/p>\n \nThe mess in these places is total and as usual we are assailed by an incalculable number of unofficial driver that risk sending you into confusion. We stay focused and we manage to get on the right vehicle … after a few hours of travel we arrive at the Zobu\u00e9 border: here we will have to face the visa test, which we did not do from home. Queue, mug shots, fingerprints … and the visa is ours!<\/p>\n \nEasier than expected. Once you enter Mozambique on foot, there is yet another minibus station to reach the city of Tete. We arrive in the late afternoon and with a mototaxi we reach a hostal. We venture on foot with the light to find a place to eat and retire early. A plane to Maputo is waiting for us tomorrow!<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”16px|0px|13px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n 5 – 16 September 2018<\/strong> –\u00a0\u00a0<\/span> [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Low-tide-Inhambane-Mozambique.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n We stay atFatimas Backpacker<\/a>, good quality \/ price solution that also has a “branch” in Tofo where we book tomorrow’s stay.<\/span><\/p>\n Given the enormous distances here in Mozambique and the few days left we decide to invest in a plane that takes us to Inhambane to the north and here by taxi we reach the Hostal Fatimas on the sea of \u200b\u200bTofo. We dedicate the afternoon to the discovery of the area and so also the following day: dawn on the beach with an ocean that teems with dozens of blowing whales, long walks on the beach hit by a strong wind and in the small village full of life. We breathe Mozambique.<\/span><\/p>\n SWe arrived on September 8th and today we leave again: with a minibus we move from Tofo to Inhambane and stay at Africa Tropical\u00a0<\/a>, [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Bazaruto-Archipelago-12-Mozambique.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”16px|0px|13px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”4_4″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\n Today is a day of travel: backpacks on our shoulders we reach the port of Inhambane and we manage to take the ferry to the opposite part of the enormous bay and reach Maxixe. From here, lurking at the side of the road, we catch a minibus to Vilanculo. That unloads us on the edge of another road from which we are loaded into the back of a truck and together with 20 other people we travel standing and reach the dusty and beautiful village of Vilanculo between holes and hops. Here, walking along dirt roads, we find our refuge: theBaobab Beach<\/a>. The following day – 11 September, the first anniversary of our wedding in Costa Rica – we will give ourselves a slow day and in the afternoon a small and interesting tour to the red dunes: a short jeep stretch, a walk through incredible small canyons on the dunes, a dreamy sunset. In the evening we have dinner with a group of fantastic Italian boys we have just met and we will meet again at the end of our trip to Maputo. A perfect anniversary!<\/p>\n
\nAfter a lot of thinking we decided on an itinerary that will start from Zambia and then continue to Malawi and finally to Mozambique from where we have the return flight in a month.<\/span>
\n[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”15px|0px|15px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]The stop over in Addis Ababa is an experience: the airport is very busy despite being smaller than a shopping center. The smoking room is one of the most horrible we have ever seen but we still use it. Along with another 2,000 toxicists, happy as we are. We arrive in Lusaka and as always the shock is strong: we take a breath, we contract a taxi as official as possible and we land at Lusaka Backpacker<\/a>: a great place to first stop!
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\nWe settle in and begin to prepare the next moves: tomorrow – August 17th – we’ll do a walking tour of the city and buy bus tickets for the next leg to Victoria Falls. The backpacks remain compact, just the change for the night. On the morning of August 17 we throw ourselves on foot for Lusaka which is naturally a big mess: many steps, initial disorientation, attention, voices, colors, poverty, ugliness and beauty …<\/span><\/p>\n
\n[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”19px|0px|13px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/1538408992.rsc.cdn77.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/Victoria-Falls-with-rainbows.jpg” _builder_version=”3.0.95″][\/et_pb_image][\/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\nFROM LUSAKA TO LIVINGSTONE AND BACK: VICTORY WATERFALLS AND WALK SAFARI!<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nand we have booked there … waiting, another taxi and we arrive. In reality, apart from the initial discomfort, the Camp is much better for us: less crowded, more real, more peaceful. We recover a dinner even at the closed kitchen and goodnight.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section][et_pb_section fb_built=”1″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″ custom_padding=”17px|0px|15px|0px”][et_pb_row _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_column type=”1_2″ _builder_version=”3.0.95″][et_pb_text _builder_version=”3.0.95″]<\/p>\nFROM ZAMBIA TO MALAWI: CROSS-BORDER ODISSEA<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nToday our plan is to move towards the first frontier by land of this desk-shaped journey in the winter months: we will approach the no-man’s land between Zambia and Malawi.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\nIn the morning we pay off the debt with backpacks already put in the amazement of the desk staff definitely more elegant than us and, with a first taxi, we reach the border not before having exchanged our last Zambian money in paper money from Malawi to a money exchange. Border on foot, various stamps and we are in Malawi. Waiting for the order bus we meet Blessing and his taxi: we negotiate a convenient price to reach Lilongwe (low because we also negotiate the next day trip to Cape Mc Clear). We have a hostal downloaded via web, we discover that it has no more rooms and we opt for a tent. Long live improvisation, common showers, the unknown!<\/p>\nMALAWI: FROM LILONGWE TO CAPE MC CLEAR<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nwith hut on the “lake \/ sea” and we spend a nice afternoon together among local chat and board games. The evening is a blaze of stars, beers and good food: happy birthday Sig!<\/span><\/p>\n
\nToday the day is dedicated to touring the incredible islands scattered over Lake Malawi: we negotiate a boat for the ride and spend the day among incredible snorkelling among multicolored lake fish and remote beaches. Lake Malawi is indeed a promise kept: a “tropical” sea of \u200b\u200bfresh water, villages, fishermen, boats of foreign tourists like us and of local tourism. A truly unmissable mix within the Lake Malawi National Park<\/a>.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nImportant note: the lake is swimmable offshore but less safe near the coast due to the risk, as in many other places of fresh water of\u00a0schistosomiasi<\/b>\u00a0(detta anche\u00a0bilharziosi).<\/b><\/span><\/span<\/p>\n
\nOn returning from the experience on Lake Malawi we let time pass slowly: we reassemble our backpacks for tomorrow’s departure, we open maps and maps to build the path of the days to come, we feed cats, we drink beers, we eat things, we look at the stars.<\/span><\/p>\nFROM CAPE MC CLEAR TO LIWONDE:
\nTHE PARK AND THE START TO THE MOUNTAINS<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nWe return and enjoy dinner and the African night, preparing our backpacks first for tomorrow’s next stop in Malawi: the mountains await us!<\/span><\/p>\nTOWARDS THE MOUNTAINS OF MALAWI<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nWe sensibly choose to dedicate the following day – 30 August – to preparation instead of immediate departure. We strengthen friendship and understanding between us three future extreme travelers, we prepare selective backpacks for the quota leaving in custody the rest of the luggage at the hostal, we buy various supplies and kinds of subsistence for the trek – from onions to rice, from candles to toilet paper – and we make the sign of the cross. Atheists.<\/p>\nTREKKING ON THE MOUNTAINS OF MALAWI<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
FROM MALAWI TO MOZAMBIQUE – THE ARRIVAL IN TETE BEYOND THE BORDER<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
IN MOZAMBIQUE: FROM MAPUTO TO THE NORTH AND BACK<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n
\nIn the morning, always with a motorcycle taxi, we reach the small and broken Tete airport. The flight leaves and fortunately lands: we are in Maputo, the capital. Here we will spend a single night: the plan is to fly north and return traveling towards Maputo where our end-of-journey plane leaves from.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n
\na mid-level but very comfortable hostal for the port from which we will leave tomorrow for Vilanculo. Or so we hoped: the next day, Sunday, we should leave but it pours. The journey is too long and uncomfortable so we surrender to the weather and resupply the backpacks, spending the whole day in hostal between readings and preparation of our movements in the next days. We surrender to the rain.<\/p>\n
\nWe place ourselves in our hut and settle in paradise. In the afternoon we organize the tours of the next few days and enjoy the well-deserved rest.<\/span><\/p>\n